Saturday, March 5, 2011


I drown in these unspoken words and walk alone. Those tunes carry and lift them, running through the highs and lows of its beats. Woven with syllables, they rhyme the rhythm. You can stroll past me and dive into it, momentarily. I walk these words, I live these words. Shaping my thoughts and drowning them bit by bit. I ink them down and gaze,